A Soul Master Who Doesn't Dare Cause Trouble Isn't a Good Soul Master!

"Good heavens..." Ma Hongjun swallowed involuntarily, his small eyes practically glowing. "Those two chicks... they're damn gorgeous! Top-tier! Absolutely top-tier!"

Oscar followed his gaze, his eyes immediately drawn to the girl in the goose-yellow dress with her noble temperament. He subconsciously licked his dry lips and muttered:

"My god... that girl in yellow... she's my dream girl! She perfectly matches every fantasy I've ever had about my future wife!"

Even Dai Mubai, who had been in low spirits, couldn't help but glance over. A flash of awe crossed his eyes, but it quickly dimmed, replaced by a complex surge of bitterness and helplessness.

If this were in the past, given his personality and "assets," he would have already walked over with a glass of wine to strike up a conversation, but now...

"They... seem to be alone?"

Ma Hongjun observed them for a moment and realized the two women had no other companions nearby. His courage swelled instantly; he stood up, rubbed his hands together, and wore a lecherous grin.

"Heh heh, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

"Boss Dai, Oscar, what do you think? Should we... go over and get to know them?"

Dai Mubai felt the bitterness in his heart deepen, but he forced himself to put on a facade of indifference. He waved his hand dismissively and feigned a magnanimous tone:

"Pfft, what kind of women have I, Dai Mubai, not seen before?"

"These two... I'll leave them to you! Go have your fun."

His words sounded heroic, but the slight tremor in his voice and the unnatural look deep in his eyes betrayed his inner weakness.

Oscar was overjoyed. He immediately stood up and urged Ma Hongjun, "Let's go, Fatty! Don't let the chance slip away! Let's go say hello!"

The two straightened their clothes, plastered what they considered their most handsome and friendly smiles on their faces, and intercepted Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong—who had just finished ordering and were heading back to their table—from both sides.

Oscar took the lead, struck what he thought was a dashing and unrestrained pose, and used the pickup lines he had practiced many times:

"Hi, beautiful ladies, good evening."

"Seeing you all alone, I wonder... would you mind if we two enthusiastic and friendly Spirit Masters joined you for dinner?"

As he spoke, his eyes were glued to Ning Rongrong.

Zhu Zhuqing paused, not even sparing them a glance, and spat out two words in a cold voice: "Move aside."

Ma Hongjun chuckled. Instead of moving, he stepped sideways to block their path, his small eyes scanning Zhu Zhuqing's explosive figure without restraint, and said with a cheeky grin:

"Beauty, don't be so cold."

"Meeting is fate, why not make some friends?"

"I'm a very strong Spirit Master, you know!"

Ning Rongrong looked at these two lecherous, frivolous guys and furrowed her beautiful brows, a flash of disgust crossing her eyes.

Not far away, Tang San watched the scene with a slight frown and whispered to Dai Mubai:

"Mubai, is it really okay for Oscar and Fatty to act like this...?"

"What if those two ladies have companions, or... are not to be trifled with themselves?"

Dai Mubai was currently feeling agitated. He waved his hand impatiently and spoke in the tone of an "experienced veteran" lecturing a "rookie":

"San, you don't understand."

"This is also part of our training. Doesn't Dean Flender always say?"

"'A Spirit Master who doesn't dare to cause trouble is not a good Spirit Master!' As the saying goes, 'Not daring to cause trouble is for the mediocre!'"

He paused, glanced at Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong, and added with a tone of disdain, "Besides, they're just two women appearing alone in a chaotic place like this. What kind of formidable background could they possibly have?"

"Even if they have companions, so what? Does Shrek not have a background? Teacher Zhao is still upstairs!"

Just as Dai Mubai was "educating" Tang San on the "Monster Quotes" of Shrek Monster Academy, the conflict at the counter escalated rapidly.

Seeing that Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong were unmoved, Ma Hongjun became even more aggressive, his words growing increasingly crude and lewd.

Oscar chimed in from the side, attempting to showcase his "humor" and "charm."

Ning Rongrong's expression turned completely cold.

She didn't waste any more words, pulling a black card from her storage spirit tool and slapping it onto the counter with a sharp clack.

"Waiter," she said, her voice crisp, "I'm buying this hotel."

The voice wasn't loud, but it carried clearly across the entire lobby.

All the diners and staff froze, staring in astonishment at the girl in the goose-yellow dress who looked young but spoke with such terrifying arrogance.

Immediately after, seven-colored light swirled in Ning Rongrong's palm, and a gorgeous, radiant seven-story pagoda spirit manifested out of thin air!

Two yellow, hundred-year spirit rings circled the tower, emitting a gentle wave of support-type spirit power!

Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda!

The world's number one support-type tool spirit!

"Zhuqing, stop wasting time with these scoundrels." Ning Rongrong looked at Zhu Zhuqing, her eyes sharp. "Do it!"

Before the words had even faded, her first and second spirit rings lit up simultaneously!

"The Seven Treasures turn into glaze; first, Power! Second, Speed!"

Two brilliant, seven-colored streams of light, like a rainbow bridge, instantly connected to Zhu Zhuqing!

Zhu Zhuqing could no longer suppress the disgust in her heart. The moment she received the powerful amplification from the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda, she did not hesitate to complete her Martial Soul Avatar!

A pair of furry black cat ears emerged from her hair, her eyes transformed into cold vertical pupils, and sharp, blade-like claws extended from her fingertips. Two yellow spirit rings rose instantly from beneath her feet!

Her figure, already as swift as the wind, became so fast under the strength and speed buffs of the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda that she nearly turned into a blurred black afterimage!

The lewd grins on Oscar and Ma Hongjun's faces had not yet faded before they transformed into panicked terror!

They never expected the other party to strike the moment she spoke, and to open with a lethal move at that!

"Swish—swish—swish—"

Zhu Zhuqing's figure passed between the two like a ghost, her claws trailing a chilling, icy light!

"Ah—!"

"My arm!"

Piercing, miserable screams rang out almost simultaneously!

Several terrifying claw marks deep enough to reveal bone erupted instantly across Oscar and Ma Hongjun's bodies, and blood sprayed out like a fountain!

The two flew backward, screaming, crashing heavily into several tables and chairs before collapsing onto the ground. For a moment, they were unable to crawl up from the pain, capable only of emitting agonized groans.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye!

"Nether Spirit Cat?! Oh no! We've hit a hard target!"

Dai Mubai's expression changed instantly. The words of "instruction" he had spoken just moments ago still echoed in his ears, but now, only panic remained.

He stood up abruptly and shouted to the equally stunned Tang San, "San! Quick! Come with me!"

He was a Spirit Grandmaster, after all. Although his "hardware" damage had severely impacted his strength and mindset, he could not simply stand by and watch his companions get beaten.